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This Is Me

Sometimes it gets better Sometimes I heal Sometimes my eyes get wetter Waiting for these scars to heal The scars on the outer The scars on the inner I scream in more agony louder But my voice just exhausts and trails thinner That’s me The hurt me The scared me The dying me The heartless me I’m the labelled girl The ‘psycho girl’ The ‘messed up girl’ I don’t know who I am Not anymore I just wish suicide I just want to end this war Just give up the fight Give up this life Head towards the light Deep into the night Because when you live in hell Heaven will always win!

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Seren Roberts

Date: 11/9/2017 11:47:00 PM

Erase the hurt in poetry it does work....Seren

Elizabeth Kinch

Date: 11/8/2017 12:11:00 PM

I want to cry for you. God gave us our lives to live. I pray you find strength to fight your demons, get the support you need and find joy in your heart. Keep writing beautiful girl.

Ricky Muse

Date: 11/8/2017 10:47:00 AM

The poem is a revelation. A opening to the soul. This is how poetry hooked me. I was feeling bad, real bad when I began to write verse. It was so satisfying and still is. Keep writing my friend and learn to live with this dog world fleas and all.